Basil was not a happy doggy today. The owner of the sheep next door came and took away half of his flock. We had to lock Basil up inside the house he was carrying on so much when outside he was making it hard to round them up. Paula felt so bad for him that we took him along with us when we went into Campbeltown today. He was allot happier in the backseat than he was the other day in the front seat. Unfortunately Paula had forgotten to bring along his lead, so Basil had to stay in the car while we did what we needed to do. Needless to say he was confused as to why we brought him along.
Our windscreen was cracked by a flying rock thrown at us by a logging truck while on the way home. The crack had spread to over a third of the way across the car by the time we got home. Even so, Paula decided it was pizza night tonight, so a little after we got home, we went back to Campbeltown to try the pizza from there. Disappointing would be an understatement for our reaction when compared to the pizza we got from Perth last month. The ones we got tonight not only cost more than Perth's they were easily half the size and bland to boot. Perth may be about fifteen kilometers or so further away, but we'll be going there again rather than Campbeltown for pizza if the urge ever takes us again. The other restaurants in town looked interesting though, certainly more open and later than in Perth or anywhere else within a seventy odd kilometer radius of sunny Avoca.
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